[ 3 ] voice; japanese / text

[princedetective]

[She's been hanging around Kazuki and Tir's apartment, sullen, for a few days now, lost in thought and spending much of her time patrolling. Today is different.]

I'm moving out. I cannot- [deal with this Tir thing. She's silent for a good while.]

Thank you for your hospitality through now, Kazuki-san. [She sighs quietly, hard to hear in the

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[ys_cant_die]

Patrol... I'll be sure to hide, then!

[princedetective]

...I do not have the inclination to deal with you today.

[ys_cant_die]

Having a bad day, Officer?

[princedetective]

I do not consort with murderers.

[ys_cant_die]

Not even a little bit?

And if you killed someone, would you still think?

[Yeah, now he's just being an ass.]

Anyway, I won't anymore. Or can't. My guardian threatens corporal punishment.

[princedetective]

I would not kill anyone. [Curt, and tense underneath. Hitting close to home, not that he'd likely be able to tell.]

While I'm glad to hear it, I do not believe it for a moment.

[ys_cant_die]

You are a wise officer.

[princedetective]

Tch.

[ys_cant_die]

You sound angry.

[princedetective]

Once again, I do not make a habit of chatting with killers.

[ys_cant_die]

How cold. AIt's not a habit. We haven't chatted in a long while.

[princedetective]

And I would rather keep it that way.

[ys_cant_die]

Oh, Naoto, you have wounded me!

[princedetective]

... [Yeah, she doesn't care.]

[ys_cant_die]

[Aww, there goes his fun.]

...oh well. I have chores. Goodbye, Naoto.

[princedetective]

...Tch. [She was just ignoring you, but the use of her first name bothered her somewhat.]